Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 452: Battle of the Gods (27)

I really persevered until the last moment, exhausted.

congratulations.

Kuiling crossed his legs and looked at Wulan unscrupulously for several times as he saw her lose miserably.

After all, he was the one who was forced into a desperate situation in the sky just now. Now that he was on the ground and his position had suddenly changed, he felt so happy.

The resentment from being beaten just now disappeared in an instant.

Kuiling smacked his lips and gave his evaluation:

"Oh my, look at us, who are so high and mighty, how did Lord Wu Lan become so miserable? Those who know him would say that he fought hard, while those who don't would think that he was 'fighting' with a hundred strong men in turn with his butt sticking up."

Xing Chen: “…”

How come this dog's arrogance is exactly the same as mine?

Wu Lan was breathing heavily, raising his head from the ground, the anger in his eyes almost bursting out.

He just couldn't get up. If he could, he would probably crawl forward and tear Kuiling into pieces with his teeth.

"Shut your stinky mouth, you bastard."

Kuiling swung his legs leisurely, and said proudly, "You have a sharp tongue, just like a bird. It's just right to be locked in a cage."

Xing Chen's bubble barrier was like a small cage. When put on the body, it was like locking the person in a solitary prison.

Wu Lan raised his sore arm and hit the barrier a few times with difficulty, roaring angrily twice.

The more Kuiling saw him getting angry, the happier he became. He turned around and asked Xingchen cheerfully, "Xingchen, our courtyard is well built. Although it's not big, it's small and exquisite. But there won't be any refreshments, right?"

He hasn't had a cup of tea since he came in.

Was he really planning to drink tea, eat snacks and watch the show? Xing Chen rolled his eyes at him and said, "No."

Kuiling looked so unbearable that he even raised his voice.

"What kind of life does Qingyan let you live? Can he really support you? Do you plan to go digging wild vegetables with him in this mountain?"

Xing Chen: “…”

Kuiling waved his hand and said, "Okay, if you want to dig wild vegetables with him, go ahead. I can't stop you from falling into depravity."

Willingly...degenerate?

"But he's willing to let you suffer, but I can't." Kuiling swept the yard with a look of disdain, "I'll make a list when I get back and fill up this broken yard."

Xing Chen gritted his teeth and subconsciously glanced towards the window. Seeing that Xuan Luo was not there, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your mouth will be sewn up sooner or later."

Kuiling was unhappy, "Is it wrong for me to love you?"

"If you bother me, will I be left alone?"

"He loves you so much?" Kuiling pointed at the flowers in his hand. "You're so hungry that you're chewing the flowers. Does he know that you're making a scene about not wanting to fast just to satisfy your appetite? Why is he going to stop loving you so much now?"

Xing Chen: Big brother, just because you haven’t eaten doesn’t mean I haven’t eaten, so you should just say less.

"You think your Ten Thousand Monsters Cave is so rich that you have endless money, right? The spirit stones are piled up so high that the cave can no longer hold them? Fine, come on, give them all to me and I will confiscate them."

"Confiscate it? Sure," Kuiling agreed without hesitation, "If you stay with me, even the entire Ten Thousand Monsters Cave will be yours. I won't keep a single cent. I'll confiscate it all."

"Get lost, what a bunch of nonsense."

The two of them were bickering as if no one was around. Kuiling got scolded a few times as he wished, and his eyes fell on Wulan again.

"You have no self-awareness if you don't hug a thigh that is already there. Do you think anyone can hug Ye Shen's thigh if they want? It's just that he has a good temper. If it were me, I would kill you directly. You are in the way."

Wu Lan was too lazy to waste words with Kui Ling any more. After regaining some strength, he looked at Xing Chen with a dejected look on his face.

"I am not as skilled as you. I accept the fact that I will die in your hands."

Xing Chen looked at him with a smile, "What else can I do if you don't admit it?"

Kui Ling took advantage of the opportunity and said, "To die at Xing Chen's hands is a blessing you have cultivated for eight lifetimes."

Wu Lan slowly closed her eyes, "You can kill me or chop me up, it's up to you."

Xing Chen finally stood up from the chair and slowly walked to Wu Lan.

The footsteps stopped in front of Wu Lan. He collapsed on the ground, following the footsteps, and slowly looked up into Xing Chen's eyes.

At this moment, Wu Lan clearly realized that lying on the ground and looking up at Ye Shen was the posture he should have.

When he was dying, he was enlightened by the main god Xuanluo. Not only did he survive, but his wisdom was also awakened and his cultivation level improved dramatically.

He was overwhelmed by the Lord God's posture and demeanor, and was fascinated from head to toe.

Later he began to indulge in a kind of parody and enjoyed every bit of praise he got for it.

It's like being possessed by a ghost, getting deeper and deeper into it.

Later on, he even felt that Xuan Luo was just like him, he just had ten thousand more years of practice time than him.

Give yourself time and opportunities, and you will do no worse than him.

Later, the main god fell, the night god went mad, and everything was like a speeding train, pushing him forward, and he could never turn back.

He always thought that was his opportunity.

He seized it and held the opportunity firmly in his hands, not letting it slip away from his fingertips.

Even though he had endured hardships and served as an obedient puppet over the years, he had never regretted reaching out for the throne of God.

Then, in the huge roar when the train derailed today, the beautiful bubble dissipated, and he looked back, only to find that he had done a lot of things wrong over the years.

It turned out that no one was pushing him forward, nor was there that virtual train. Everything was out of control since he was enlightened that year.

That year, what revived was not only his life, but also greed and desire.

He is obviously the one who should be most grateful.

In the end, he was so stubborn that his mind was filled with the thoughts of becoming Hyun Luo and replacing Hyun Luo.

It's really, really funny.

Wu Lan looked into Xing Chen's eyes and smiled weakly.

"Ye Shen, are you still conscious after falling? Have you seen the Lord God in these seven hundred years?"

Xing Chen lowered her eyes and looked at him quietly.

He used to regard Wu Lan's every move as a joke.

There are so many people to imitate, but imitating his master requires one to overestimate one's own abilities.

But such a joke finally climbed to the throne of the main god that he tried so hard to protect.

This made Xing Chen, who was making fun of him, look ridiculous.

Over the course of more than seven hundred years, Xing Chen experienced life after life in the small world and witnessed all kinds of human nature.

Looking back at everything that had happened, apart from his feelings towards his master, it seemed that it was understandable for those gods to want to climb to the position of the main god or to gain supreme power.

But why?